Weekend Reflections: Remembering My Kyle

I have nothing else to say except that this is the fifth birthday he’s had apart from us, his family… without me by his side to kiss him, to embrace him, to watch him blow his candles, watch him make his wish, take pictures, make memories… It’s been years but the pain is just as intense as the day he left. I still find it very difficult to talk about him. For those of you who have no idea what the heck I’m talking about, maybe I should direct you to a previous post, perhaps then you will understand.

Back in 2008, I recorded my (slightly-off-key) rendition of this song by Helen Reddy for my son, Kyle, and although I knew there was no way he would ever get to listen to it, I went ahead and sang my heart out anyway. Thinking that maybe the wind will carry the message to him and that it will resonate deep down in his heart. Perhaps it will help him remember just how much I’ve always loved him… a truth that he obviously has chosen to forget.

Nevertheless, I wanted the world to know that I will continue to love my son with every fiber of my being.

Happy birthday, my Kyle. Wherever you are, whatever you may be going through right now, please know that Mommy has loved you from the moment you were conceived and will continue doing so until she draws her last breath. May God protect and guide you all the days of your life.

Parents, don’t be afraid and don’t hesitate to exercise tough love. Stand your ground for so long as you know you’re obeying the Biblical principles of parenting. But always be ready to welcome your rebel, your runaway or your prodigal with arms wide open whenever he decides to seek forgiveness and come back home. Withholding certain things that are expected or even demanded of you is not to show that you fail to love, but that you in fact do love. (Myla Upshaw)

Tough love affirms to its recipients that natural law exists, that actions have consequences, and that it is in the theater of thought, toil and prayer, not in mindless pampering and protectionism where children become men. It is to believe that through the struggle comes the glory. Tough love IS a Godly attribute. (Steve Farrell)

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I’m writing this comment while listening to your wonderful rendition of You and Me Against The World and oh my gush, naiiyak ako Ms. MyMy! Someday, you and Kyle will be reunited again. I admire the love you have for your son. Be strong, Ms. MyMy! God is with you!

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